Biting wolvestake their meatwhen they can get itmake no apologies.Carnivores of the woodsdevour the scent my shadow brings.To the fertile dark I ask what of my anger?and gnash my teeth against the blackness.To my ears she whispers take an oath to trust the shivers and the quivers of the pine needles in your heart. The … Continue reading In the dark
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Fall balance
It is the Autumn Equinox, a few days pastthe Harvest Moon andthe witch’s Thanksgiving,Mabon; the Singing Moon.Whatever you name it, the time is nowwe are halfway between summer and winterwhen darkness emerges from the Shadows extending a hand to greet the end of light. Taking the baton, Shadow said to me, “Call in the wind … Continue reading Fall balance
Angela Mason 